Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house...  Not a finger was stirring, not even a mouse.

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house... Not a finger was stirring, not even a mouse.

My mom used to do this to our fingers and toes when we were little and we were home sick from school.

My mom used to do this to our fingers and toes when we were little and we were home sick from school.

I want to be fingers...  Separate entities that are permanently joined in something bigger than themselves. That's how I see us. ❤

I want to be fingers... Separate entities that are permanently joined in something bigger than themselves. That's how I see us. ❤

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